Long Afternoon

This is my favourite photo of you,
the one in the cave on a wavy day,
with late autumn sunshine
and a sway in the way that
you looked at me, I loved that look,
what you wore, what I saw
the mien of you, in a cave
on a beach, with a long low sun.

This is my favourite thought of a day,
the blue of your shirt, dog on a lead,
head slightly bowed, the walls closing in.
You stood asking dimensions, light
and exposure, exposing me
to the flame in your hair, the blue
of your shirt, dousing, carousing
on a long afternoon,
last autumn one day.

Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-03-01 at 12:33

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Such a vivid memory so well remembered and beautifully written.

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
More poetic excEllence as we do appreciate so.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
There's piano playing "Starlight Senarade" in the background when I read this wonderful memory. It is so lyrical, Elle!


So clever an charming written like an artist before the canvas:)

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm pleased to be the first to say how much I enjoyed this poem. A favorite photo and a favorite thought deftly brought together.